My first prolonged visit at an IKEA store. I don’t remember the arrows on the floor from when I was at the one in the West Edmonton Mall as a teenager. I definitely don’t remember the child day case centre. Or the Swedish food market, for that matter. Or the restaurant and cafe. Or the gigantic elevator with the max capacity of 74 people. But I think I now know the Swedish word for a fly swatter.
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